The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning. – Lamentations 3.22-23
The church office got a request this morning to participate in a survey. The surveyors wanted to know if we had started a “new worship service” within the last two years. I was tempted to reply that, indeed, we had; in fact, we had two new worship services just this past Sunday and that we have new worship services every Sunday. I mean, since we didn’t do the same thing as we’d done the Sunday before, they had to be new services, right?
I knew what they were looking for, of course. (And I admit I was being mildly defensive.) They wanted to know if we had tried to start a “contemporary” worship service, or if we had attempted a Saturday, Friday, Thursday…evening service or if we were doing a service in Mandarin, or if we’d started a Cowboy church, or…. Well, you know.
These are tough days for the church, the argument goes. We’re in a fight for our lives and we had better start thinking “outside the box” of old hymns, old choirs and old pipe organs. The attendance in many of our mainline churches is dwindling. We’ve got to do something new and do something now to bring in fresh members. So, we ask ourselves, “What do people want? How can we give it to them?” People don’t want the old; they want the new. (Or so we’ve been told.)
As if what is new is always better than what is old. As if giving people what they want is the operative principle in creating divine worship. As if evangelism is nothing more than religious marketing. And maybe more to the point, as if people who don’t know God know what their souls really need. (“If I’d asked my customers what they wanted, they would have said a faster horse,” Henry Ford once explained about his cars.)
Let it be known that I’m quite in agreement with those who think the church ought to be evangelical. The original mission statement of every church is Matthew 28.19 and 20 and it’s still good: “Go, make disciples; baptize and teach.” If you think Jesus is worth listening to, you have to take that command seriously.
Still, I am not so sure that obsessively tailoring our worship services to the latest entertainment and life-style fashions (and so casually abandoning one’s own worship traditions) is what Jesus meant by going and making disciples. It all seems so adolescent, so much like a junior-high level of insecurity, this wanting to be cool, hip and attractive – wanting to be anything beside than the geeky, awkward, fine-arts loving, potluck-competent, uniquely created and dearly-loved people that God seems to have made us to be.
It also seems beside the point.
It’s beside the point because evangelism isn’t supposed to be what we do inside the church building. It’s what we do and how we talk at work, at school and at home. It’s how we drive our car and how we treat the waitress at the restaurant. Evangelism isn’t a program we do once a week. It’s how we live all the time. It’s letting our lives tell the story of how the grace of God is always new to us. If our ordinary run-of-the-mill lives don’t preach the gospel Monday through Saturday, it won’t ever matter what we do on Sunday morning, regardless of how a la mode we strive to be.
New worship services are not what the world needs to see out of us; it’s new lives, new vocabularies, new intentions, and new habits every morning. And if the world likes what it sees in us, they’ll follow us wherever we go to church.
– KDS